Immortal Devil Transformation

Arriving in front of Emperor Yunqin early in the evening, is Lin Xie's flying sword.

Lin Xi's Twilight Sword is truly derived from Wenchang Sword Palace's hereditary solution. The solution is really the fastest sword saint in the whole of Zhongzhou City. When practicing Twilight Sword, Lin Xi naturally gained a lot of swordplay inspiration from the solution.

Plus, his soul power calls much faster than the average saint, so his sword is not as thin or thin as the actual sword at this moment, but it is much faster than the solution.

Faced with this already a little blurred in the perception, the sword stabbed himself in the eyebrow, Emperor Yun Qin did not have anything to do with Lin Xie just passed the saint, he was already more powerful than many sword saint swords, he simply waved the long sword in his hand.

The sword, which has not yet fully condensed into a giant sword, scattered in front of him, forming a more gorgeous barrier than Twilight Sword.

Lin Xi's flying sword was struck by countless swordmen, suddenly trembling in the air at extremely high frequencies, temporarily unable to advance.

At this moment, Emperor Yun Qin's true sword accurately fell on Lin Xi's sword, and the sword blade was slashed on Lin Xi's sword.

Compared to the previous giant sword and scattered swordman, this strike appeared extraordinarily plain, yet at this moment, the smell of the open mountain crack lake shook. Lin Xin's sword sinked sharply, and a chilling metal vibration sounded on the sword, giving a feeling of complete dissolution.

“Hmm?”

At this moment, however, there is some suspicion, but rather the Emperor Yunqin.

Lin Xi's initial intuition was not wrong. The sword in his hand was made by the dragon horn in the dragon bone of Zhenlong Mountain.

This dragon horn not only contains powerful energy, but is also the hardest of its own existence. The vast majority of the world's flying swords are to be smashed by this sword. He did not expect Lin Yue's flying sword to withstand the blow of his sword.

Lin Xi's body's soul strength shook constantly. Many uncontrollable soul forces ripped out wounds in his body, but he has been going through a battle with weak strength since Qingyuan College, so he does not seem to have been affected at all. His eyes once again emit a pure and radiant beam of light, shooting at the head raised by Emperor Yunqin, and shooting at his eyes!

Emperor Yunqin had no time to hide from the light of the forest.

In such a hurry, he didn't even have time to turn around.

Yet, just as the pure light poured on his face, so did the pure filament in his eyes.

The corner of his mouth smelled cold and quicker.

“After all, the Priesthood belongs to Yun Qin. Why do you think I won't be bright? ”

“Do you think you can represent the light? ”

He couldn't bear to say that.

After all, his soul power is stronger than Lin Xie's, so his light will disperse Lin Xie's light and rush into Lin Xie's eyes instead.

However, his words turned into a loud and painful cry!

His light did not flush the light of Lin Xi, but only faded the light of Lin Xi a little. There are still many filaments, like fine needles, stuck in his eyes!

These filaments are not enough to blind his eyes like a shadow saint, so his loud and painful cry contains more incredible things.

Lin Xi knows why.

In this painful cry of Emperor Yunqin, his grim face did not change at all, his body pulled up slightly, reached out and grabbed his flying sword, which was falling downward, uncontrolled, with a perfect sword out, a sword towards the heart of Emperor Yunqin.

Emperor Yunqin's side, his right arm burst, the whole arm actually incredibly elongated, when Lin Xie's sword tip had not touched his shirt, his broken palm had been pressed against Lin Xie's abdomen!

The speed of Emperor Yunqin's clap cannot be described in any language.

From the beginning of the sword he sacrificed to this palm of his moment, it was a complete reminder to many practitioners of Zhongzhou City. Ten years before the founding of Yunqin Nation, the Chang Sun Clan itself was the most powerful practitioner of Zhongzhou City, the Chang Sun Clan and the Jiuzhi Mountain, because of their own strength.

Even more shocking and puzzling to many practitioners, this palm of Emperor Yun Qin fell on Lin Yi, but he didn't even make any sound, like a group of extremely sticky things, adhered to Lin Yi's belly!

Only two people who fought in person at this moment really knew exactly what had happened.

Lin Xi's body trembled slightly.

“Pfft!”

The clothes behind him suddenly showed numerous tiny holes, countless tiny, frightening, pounding air currents, and countless tiny, pure filaments coming out of those holes, as if his body had been suddenly penetrated through countless tiny passages.

Yet the power on his sword has not diminished.

In an even more incredible and powerful drink, his sword tip pierced the soul power of the Yunqin Emperor's skin and pierced the chest of the Yunqin Emperor!

Emperor Yunqin drinks backwards.

A wave of blood came out of his chest, and by the time his feet had landed, the blood had not yet landed.

It wasn't until then that many high-ranking practitioners in Central State began to react to what happened at that moment.

The reason why the Imperial Court offered Nihe Year for a long time was because he had a unique means to force his soul into the enemy's body.

The hand of the Emperor Yunqin is obviously the same means as Ni Henian.

The palm seemed silent, but it instilled a horrible amount of soul power into Lin Xie's body.

No saint's body could withstand such a different amount of soul power, and Emperor Yunqin wanted to use this clap to let Lin Ying die instantly.

However, he was supposed to be a deadly blow, but he didn't know what Lin Xie had used to get out of the body!

……

Emperor Yunqin doesn't have much blood in his body anymore.

However, he covered his chest and blood was still flowing between his fingers.

“How many more of these tactics are hidden from you! ”

He tried his best to compress his flesh with his soul, preventing the wounds in his body from spilling more blood because Lin Xi's sword was so volatile, and he couldn't bear to scream madly.

“The Yang Sun clan is nothing more than a clan that has accumulated for hundreds of years. ”

Lin Xi coughed softly and looked at the bloodstained emperor in the robe. He said: "If you are stronger, you will not beat all the practitioners in the world. ”

Emperor Yun Qin somehow understood the meaning of Lin Xie's words at this moment.

Yet he still has no regrets.

“In that case, let all good stories be ruined. ”

He said something that Lin Xie could not understand for a moment.

A flame almost as hot as that of the Purgatory Mountains teacher, dissolved from his pale skin, even distant snow melted by this horrible heat, gushing out, forming a slice of water.

Lin Xi was also caught in a strong shock.

This breath is even bigger than it was before Emperor Yunqin was previously unharmed, and completely unlike Emperor Yunqin's own power.

In just a fraction of the time, all the spectators saw a strange picture.

Emperor Yunqin's traumatized body still looks very miserable and weak.

Yet a huge group of red energy emerged from his body, forming a shadow of a huge beast outside him.

The pounding energy impacted the clouds above the Mid-Axis Boulevard in the Imperial City, turning these just golden yellow faded clouds into bright red.

This red beast, covered with many red spiral spots, looks far like a large skinned dog, also like a beast in the story of Lin Xi's world... Kirin!

The breathing of many elderly people in Chinatown really stopped at this moment.

There's only one such "kirin” in the world.

Such a "kirin" followed a tall “duck” and a middle-aged practitioner into Zhongzhou City many years ago, and then fought many powerful practitioners in Zhongzhou City, leaving behind countless wonderful stories.

Everyone remembers the powerful power of this "Kirin” and the brilliant Evening Summer that can form in the sky when the energy erupts on it.

……

This could only be Dean Zhang's “Kirin”!

Dean Zhang's “Kirin” left Qingyuan College with Dean Zhang, and then disappeared into the world with Dean Zhang. Even the people of Qingyun College no longer knew the specific trace of Dean Zhang.

Now, however, it would appear at this time in such a situation!

Soul melting!

More and more people are aware of the meaning of this picture.

Unstoppable hissing was heard in an increasing population, not knowing whether to exhale or inhale.

Since this “Kirin” is melted into its soul… it cannot be alive.

Now that it's dead... what about Dean Zhang, who disappeared with it?

Emperor Yun Qin, what is the connection between this and this!

Lin Xi's heart sank to the bottom of the valley at this moment.

He thought about what Nangong Weichung said about a true dragon guard without fingers.

Some speculation in my mind is getting closer and closer to brutal reality.

He only met Brother Ming, never saw this "Kirin”, and his old middle-aged uncle from the same world.

However, when he met the inscription of Qingyu Academy, his fate had become inseparable from Qingyu Academy, as well as from this middle-aged uncle, from this “Yuanyang” and “Kirin”, who were his mentors and relatives like Vice Dean Xia.

Looking at these energies from the mad Emperor Yunqin, this fictional shadow condensed, he breathed deeply, yet couldn't stop his heart from hurting like a tear.